I cannot believe that I have completed day twelve of my yoga challenge - I feel like I've accomplished so much in a short amount of time. Honestly, I don't even think I want it end soon.
Days seven through ten were repeats of the beginning practices (which is why I haven't blogged much). I would've liked new practices but it was cool to see how much I've grown in these short two weeks. So, here are a few things I learned from the past six days:
- Day six hip opener practice was so good I bookmarked it. This flow was made to release tension from exercising, walking and sitting at a desk. I felt ah-mazing afterward.
- The challenge tip for day six was also incredible: "When you find yourself moving into a pose thinking, 'I can't possibly do this,' consider for a moment where you can find some joy. Wherever you are in your yoga process, however far forward you can fold or how straight (or not) you can extend your legs, explore where within the pose you can find a hint of happiness. It's there! Breathe into that space and see what happens."
- Sometimes it's fun to share yoga with people. Yoga doesn't always have to be serious and sometimes it's nice to have fun with the poses while still getting a work out.
- Core Focus is amazing. I recommend this as a morning or afternoon practice, especially if you have plans to eat a ton that day (always?) or if you have to wear a tight dress that night.
- Hurting your back sucks. Especially when the next practice is backbends.
- I accomplished crane pose. I could only hold it for about ten seconds but it's something and I'm proud of myself.
Only eight more days to go!!
31 January 2011
26 January 2011
disappointment
I have been waiting for a dress to come in the mail. It's adorable - one-shouldered, gorgeous little blue-green color with a ruffle that cascades from the shoulder down the side of the dress. I went out on a limb buying this dress. It is tight and usually I go for dresses with a fuller skirt, but it is for a wedding and I decided to try something new.
It's beautiful even as I pull it out of the shipping box in it's wrinkled, messy state. And I want to try it on immediately. I dash off to my room and quickly change into the dress; it's still cold from being outside. I'm praying that it fits, but when I zip it up and look in the mirror I am disappointed.
I look up and down at my reflection with absolute disgust. It doesn't fit, it just hangs on my body. The top of the dress sags where the missing shoulder is because I don't have the "equipment" to fill it properly. The length is awkward. The ruffle looks bad. It's see through. It hugs my body in all the wrong places. In fact, the dress looks so bad I want to rip it off and send it back right away.
I retreat back to my jeans, tie-dye and pullover but I am not comforted by the bagginess. It is only hiding my insecurities. I have been searching and searching for a dress to wear to this wedding and I thought I had found the perfect one. In my mind, I wanted to look drop-dead gorgeous, the girl that everyone looks at and thinks, "She looks good, I wish I could look like that." Stupid. When has pleasing other people become more important than making yourself happy?
I can't be satisfied with my clothes, my hair, my body unless someone else thinks that I look good. When I looked in that mirror all I saw was what a disappointment my body was - I can't fill out the dress, my legs look stumpy, my stomach is sticking out. The dress looked stunning on the model, why can't I look more like that?
I am so stuck in trying to be what society tells me to that I can't find my way back to what I want to believe. Here I am complaining about my body when God made me in His image. It's not supposed to be like this. God knit me in my mother's womb and loves me just the way I am, shouldn't that be enough?
It's beautiful even as I pull it out of the shipping box in it's wrinkled, messy state. And I want to try it on immediately. I dash off to my room and quickly change into the dress; it's still cold from being outside. I'm praying that it fits, but when I zip it up and look in the mirror I am disappointed.
I look up and down at my reflection with absolute disgust. It doesn't fit, it just hangs on my body. The top of the dress sags where the missing shoulder is because I don't have the "equipment" to fill it properly. The length is awkward. The ruffle looks bad. It's see through. It hugs my body in all the wrong places. In fact, the dress looks so bad I want to rip it off and send it back right away.
I retreat back to my jeans, tie-dye and pullover but I am not comforted by the bagginess. It is only hiding my insecurities. I have been searching and searching for a dress to wear to this wedding and I thought I had found the perfect one. In my mind, I wanted to look drop-dead gorgeous, the girl that everyone looks at and thinks, "She looks good, I wish I could look like that." Stupid. When has pleasing other people become more important than making yourself happy?
I can't be satisfied with my clothes, my hair, my body unless someone else thinks that I look good. When I looked in that mirror all I saw was what a disappointment my body was - I can't fill out the dress, my legs look stumpy, my stomach is sticking out. The dress looked stunning on the model, why can't I look more like that?
I am so stuck in trying to be what society tells me to that I can't find my way back to what I want to believe. Here I am complaining about my body when God made me in His image. It's not supposed to be like this. God knit me in my mother's womb and loves me just the way I am, shouldn't that be enough?
24 January 2011
days two through five
Yoga has been taking over my mind and body...and I'm only on day five. Though it's only been five days, I feel like I have been doing this challenge for forever, and my body is hating me for it. Only 16 more days to go! ....I really hope I can keep up with my energy and passion that I've (mostly) felt the past few days. Here are some things I learned from days 2, 3, 4, and 5:
- Day 2 was a morning practice, though, of course, I did not do it in the morning. It said to use this flow when you need energy so I did it one afternoon after my classes. I actually did feel a lot more energized - my body felt awakened, it was absolutely amazing. I even bookmarked it for future mornings in hopes I can make it part of a routine. Key lesson here: Even 15 minutes of focused, centralized exercise can make your mind and body feel a million times better.
- Day 3 was entitled: "Core Focus." Panic. My core has not had a good workout in a long time. I read the challenge tip for this one and really tried to incorporate it into my practice: "When it comes to core work, the slower you go, the greater the benefit." It was only a 20 minute video so I wanted to make the most of it. And my body has never shaken so much during a work out. Six pack here I come? I kept trying to think about the end result and concentrate on my body that I forgot to breathe and really work into the poses. Breathing is just as important, if not more, than holding the actual pose. Learned that the hard way.
- Day 4 centered around standing poses. I had high hopes for this one but I honestly didn't feel very challenged, which was disappointing. I hoped we would do more balances or poses I was unfamiliar with but it just wasn't that great. Plus, it was two guys in the video - creepy? Maybe just a bit...especially when they are more flexible than you. Biggest lesson learned: Sometimes, the practice isn't going to be the greatest one ever but you just need to make the best of it. One good thing that did come out of this day was that I decided to listen to a song before I began my flows to get my mind centered. Sometimes when I am meditating, even though I am trying my hardest, my mind will just wander so I tried putting on a song to help me focus. Best idea ever.
- Day 5: "Prepare for Splits." I've been dreading this one since I say it pop up in my inbox. I haven't done the splits since my senior year of high school so needless to say, I was afraid to begin this practice. And fear was definitely what kept me motivated. I didn't want to disappoint myself so I contorted and stretched and moved in ways I didn't think were humanly possible. Good Lord am I going to be hurting tomorrow. Note to any of you doing yoga - do not eat chicken parm for dinner then attempt any sort of yoga practice. Downward dog is no fun with a stomach full of pasta.
My greatest lesson is this (from the day five challenge tip): "When working through a challenging posture, try to reframe your thinking from doing the pose (active) to receiving it (passive). Every pose contains information that your body understands. When you allow yourself to step back from the thinking mind, from effort and force, you create the conditions for your body to hear the information it needs."
- Day 2 was a morning practice, though, of course, I did not do it in the morning. It said to use this flow when you need energy so I did it one afternoon after my classes. I actually did feel a lot more energized - my body felt awakened, it was absolutely amazing. I even bookmarked it for future mornings in hopes I can make it part of a routine. Key lesson here: Even 15 minutes of focused, centralized exercise can make your mind and body feel a million times better.
- Day 3 was entitled: "Core Focus." Panic. My core has not had a good workout in a long time. I read the challenge tip for this one and really tried to incorporate it into my practice: "When it comes to core work, the slower you go, the greater the benefit." It was only a 20 minute video so I wanted to make the most of it. And my body has never shaken so much during a work out. Six pack here I come? I kept trying to think about the end result and concentrate on my body that I forgot to breathe and really work into the poses. Breathing is just as important, if not more, than holding the actual pose. Learned that the hard way.
- Day 4 centered around standing poses. I had high hopes for this one but I honestly didn't feel very challenged, which was disappointing. I hoped we would do more balances or poses I was unfamiliar with but it just wasn't that great. Plus, it was two guys in the video - creepy? Maybe just a bit...especially when they are more flexible than you. Biggest lesson learned: Sometimes, the practice isn't going to be the greatest one ever but you just need to make the best of it. One good thing that did come out of this day was that I decided to listen to a song before I began my flows to get my mind centered. Sometimes when I am meditating, even though I am trying my hardest, my mind will just wander so I tried putting on a song to help me focus. Best idea ever.
- Day 5: "Prepare for Splits." I've been dreading this one since I say it pop up in my inbox. I haven't done the splits since my senior year of high school so needless to say, I was afraid to begin this practice. And fear was definitely what kept me motivated. I didn't want to disappoint myself so I contorted and stretched and moved in ways I didn't think were humanly possible. Good Lord am I going to be hurting tomorrow. Note to any of you doing yoga - do not eat chicken parm for dinner then attempt any sort of yoga practice. Downward dog is no fun with a stomach full of pasta.
My greatest lesson is this (from the day five challenge tip): "When working through a challenging posture, try to reframe your thinking from doing the pose (active) to receiving it (passive). Every pose contains information that your body understands. When you allow yourself to step back from the thinking mind, from effort and force, you create the conditions for your body to hear the information it needs."
23 January 2011
craft time
Break from college = super craft time. This past winter break my sister and I decided to take old cabinets (courtesy of our neighbor's kitchen renovation) and turn them into adorable hangers! Here's how we did it:
Step 1: Acquire cabinet doors. We got lucky with our neighbor; if you aren't so lucky, I actually have no idea how to get old cabinet doors (sorry!) so be creative!
Step 2: Sand those suckers. With help from our awesome father and his awesome power sander it was easy. And we had way too much fun with this part.
My beautiful sister with power tools.
Dad and his girls.
Trying my hardest to be artsy.
Step 3: Paint. My favorite part! For our cabinets we chose three colors: one to on the front pane, one for the middle part, and a final for the outside. My colors? Sunbeam and fresh guacamole. Also, chalkboard paint for the front pane (I am so obsessed with this stuff!).
Make sure to paint the lightest color first, that way if you mess up it gets covered.
Step 4: Add some knobs or hooks so that you can hang things from the board. My favorite place to find knobs is Anthropologie or check out a local antique store. Home Depot or Lowes works too! Also, if you want a place to hold chalk, take a cabinet cup pull and attach it upside down! The chalk sits right in there and it looks adorable.
Step 5: Add something on the back to hang it. My dad likes to attach wire to it, put a nail in the wall and hang it from there - it holds really well, promise!
I plan on using mine to hang jewelry from but we have another one my roommates and I use for our car keys. Have fun being creative!!
Finished product - I am so in love.
22 January 2011
20 January 2011
day one
I just finished day one of my yoga challenge. And it was definitely a challenge.
All day I had been thinking about it - I felt that I had let myself down because I hadn't started yet. I hate that feeling. So, I decided tonight is the night. I took a long time gearing up for the adventure...taking my time putting on my work out clothes (new yoga pants!), loading the video, then rolling out my mat which I then proceeded to just stare at for a while. I feel a strange connection to this mat - I bought it when I first started yoga and it's been a part of my journey through it, the rough times and the best classes of my life. It keeps me grounded, centered, allows me to accomplish things I didn't know were possible. Looking at it made me wonder if I was ready for the sweat and concentration and trust. I still don't know if I am.
The video was rough. Really rough. I knew that I couldn't expect to be great at yoga again - it takes time to get back into the flexibility and strength...but I was dying. Today's video was titled "Fun Flow" and there was hardly anything fun about it. And that kills me. I love yoga so much even though it is hard on my mind and body but tonight I feel so disappointed in my performance. I know I did the best I could because I didn't want to push myself too hard. The problem is that I know how my body used to be and not being able to do that now bothers me. I just need to keep reminding myself that as the weeks go on I will improve. I WILL improve.
When the video was over, I did a couple of my favorite poses to help relieve my disappointment. And those felt really good. Then, I sat down on my mat in a meditative pose I adore and talked to God. Yoga has always been my special time with God - a time when I can praise Him and allow His power to help me move through the flows. I miss that. So I sat in silence praying until I ran out of things to think about. Having that time made up for my disappointment in the workout. I feel calm and relaxed and one with my maker and my body. I feel good. (Although, I think my body will not be feeling as good tomorrow.)
Yoga Challenge Day One Lesson:
Things might be hard but keep working no matter what; sometimes the ends justify the means.
All day I had been thinking about it - I felt that I had let myself down because I hadn't started yet. I hate that feeling. So, I decided tonight is the night. I took a long time gearing up for the adventure...taking my time putting on my work out clothes (new yoga pants!), loading the video, then rolling out my mat which I then proceeded to just stare at for a while. I feel a strange connection to this mat - I bought it when I first started yoga and it's been a part of my journey through it, the rough times and the best classes of my life. It keeps me grounded, centered, allows me to accomplish things I didn't know were possible. Looking at it made me wonder if I was ready for the sweat and concentration and trust. I still don't know if I am.
The video was rough. Really rough. I knew that I couldn't expect to be great at yoga again - it takes time to get back into the flexibility and strength...but I was dying. Today's video was titled "Fun Flow" and there was hardly anything fun about it. And that kills me. I love yoga so much even though it is hard on my mind and body but tonight I feel so disappointed in my performance. I know I did the best I could because I didn't want to push myself too hard. The problem is that I know how my body used to be and not being able to do that now bothers me. I just need to keep reminding myself that as the weeks go on I will improve. I WILL improve.
When the video was over, I did a couple of my favorite poses to help relieve my disappointment. And those felt really good. Then, I sat down on my mat in a meditative pose I adore and talked to God. Yoga has always been my special time with God - a time when I can praise Him and allow His power to help me move through the flows. I miss that. So I sat in silence praying until I ran out of things to think about. Having that time made up for my disappointment in the workout. I feel calm and relaxed and one with my maker and my body. I feel good. (Although, I think my body will not be feeling as good tomorrow.)
Yoga Challenge Day One Lesson:
Things might be hard but keep working no matter what; sometimes the ends justify the means.
17 January 2011
first day of school
Tomorrow is the first day of the semester. Holy moly. Am I prepared? Uh, not really. Yes, I've printed my schedule and I have an idea of of my outfit and I have a vague idea of what I need to do tomorrow; BUT I am not ready for 7 a.m. or homework or generally anything having to do with Spring 2011 academic semester. My mind is not prepared for tomorrow. It feels tired just thinking about what this semester holds.
As I'm frantically trying to print syllabi and fill out forms and check my email (all at once of course), I look next to me at my calendar. On it is a light green sticky note with Philippians 4:13 printed on it (kind words from a loving sister when I was in need of them last semester). The words calm me as soon as my eyes scan over them: "I can do all this through Him who gives me strength."
I may not feel prepared for the first day of class but God is. And I have faith that I can do all of it (the stress, the late nights, the never ending reading assignments, the projects worth 50% of my grade) with His help. I don't have to have it all together all the time. It is because He is strong that I can find strength. I know that I cannot make it on my own will power but when I am feeling weak, God gives me the strength I need to keep moving forward. I have a feeling that I am going to need a lot of motivation to get through tomorrow. And I am 150% positive that I will succeed in the end because I have God's almighty power and unconditional love on my side.
Just remember: "I can do all this through Him who gives me strength."And you will find what you need to get you through anything.
As I'm frantically trying to print syllabi and fill out forms and check my email (all at once of course), I look next to me at my calendar. On it is a light green sticky note with Philippians 4:13 printed on it (kind words from a loving sister when I was in need of them last semester). The words calm me as soon as my eyes scan over them: "I can do all this through Him who gives me strength."
I may not feel prepared for the first day of class but God is. And I have faith that I can do all of it (the stress, the late nights, the never ending reading assignments, the projects worth 50% of my grade) with His help. I don't have to have it all together all the time. It is because He is strong that I can find strength. I know that I cannot make it on my own will power but when I am feeling weak, God gives me the strength I need to keep moving forward. I have a feeling that I am going to need a lot of motivation to get through tomorrow. And I am 150% positive that I will succeed in the end because I have God's almighty power and unconditional love on my side.
Just remember: "I can do all this through Him who gives me strength."And you will find what you need to get you through anything.
12 January 2011
updated
I feel like I haven't blogged in forever! (In reality it's only been 3 days, though my last post seemed like it was written yesterday.) Here is an update on my goals/what has been going on in my life/things I am really excited about:
First of all, I am heading back to school SO soon and I am seriously itching to be back in Blacksburg. I feel refreshed and ready to start this semester. Things I am looking forward to are: hanging out with my roommates and seeing the greatest boyfriend ever, taking my photography class (!!!!), spring in the burg (too soon?), and kicking this semester right in the hind parts!
Second, I have a major craft project going on in my basement. More details to come, but it is absolutely fabulous and I love it. Hint? It's made from an old cabinet door. You'll never guess!
Number three: the much anticipated haircut is tomorrow. And I need one something fierce.
And finally fourth, yoga challenge is...well...in progress (progress as defined very loosely). I have decided to postpone it until I get back to school because then I can make it part of my routine there (which will hopefully stick with me throughout the semester). Don't judge me. I PROMISE I will do this challenge and then blog about how much physical pain I'm in because my body can't bend like that anymore - I'm sure you are overwhelmed with excitement from this! I have been trying really really hard to eat better. Holiday cookies watch out!
Keep checking back for more updates on these exciting adventures!! For now, peace out!
First of all, I am heading back to school SO soon and I am seriously itching to be back in Blacksburg. I feel refreshed and ready to start this semester. Things I am looking forward to are: hanging out with my roommates and seeing the greatest boyfriend ever, taking my photography class (!!!!), spring in the burg (too soon?), and kicking this semester right in the hind parts!
Second, I have a major craft project going on in my basement. More details to come, but it is absolutely fabulous and I love it. Hint? It's made from an old cabinet door. You'll never guess!
Number three: the much anticipated haircut is tomorrow. And I need one something fierce.
And finally fourth, yoga challenge is...well...in progress (progress as defined very loosely). I have decided to postpone it until I get back to school because then I can make it part of my routine there (which will hopefully stick with me throughout the semester). Don't judge me. I PROMISE I will do this challenge and then blog about how much physical pain I'm in because my body can't bend like that anymore - I'm sure you are overwhelmed with excitement from this! I have been trying really really hard to eat better. Holiday cookies watch out!
Keep checking back for more updates on these exciting adventures!! For now, peace out!
09 January 2011
operation get fit
As I lay here in my bed all I can think about is everything I ate today: french toast plus coffee that had way too much creamer in it (...and then another coffee at work), a ridiculous amount of pasta from Vapianos at 4:30 in the afternoon (is that considered lunch or dinner?), a Chinese concoction my sister made at the acceptable dinner time, and, finally, a huge ass cupcake. UGH. I seriously had a food baby all day long.
Despite my boyfriend's very sweet attempts to calm me down from the panic mode I was in all day, I have decided to let my paranoia of gaining 3985 pounds get the best of me and get fit again.
I thought my eating habits were bad at school, but then I come home for the holidays and I'm surrounded by turkey and mashed potatoes...and cookies...and pecan pie....and Christmas candy. Oh. Dear. Gosh. Yummy delicious holiday foods I will not let you get the best of me!
So here are my vows for a healthier, more fit Spring 2011 semester:
1. Eat good foods (and by this I mean healthier foods, not more cupcakes). The less sweets the better (ugh, so tough). Limit my intake of fatty foods. Stop freaking snacking all the time. Drink more water than I ever thought was possible in a day. Make better choices in the dining hall.
2. Do more yoga. I LOVE yoga. I am a serious yogi in the summer when I have time to go to classes and actually work out, but during the school year I slack hard core. I told myself last summer that I was going to get up every morning and do yoga...did that happen? Nope. When I get back to school, I WILL take my yoga mat out of my closet, pop in a yoga DVD, and work out at least three or four times a week (this will most likely be by force). Plus, I just signed myself up for a 21 day yoga challenge with Yoga Journal online. And it begins tomorrow. I am crazy.
That's as far as I got in my plans; it isn't much, but it's a start. And now it's in writing, so I feel a bit more obligated to actually do it. Updates on the yoga challenge to come (if it doesn't kill me first...which it just might).
Despite my boyfriend's very sweet attempts to calm me down from the panic mode I was in all day, I have decided to let my paranoia of gaining 3985 pounds get the best of me and get fit again.
I thought my eating habits were bad at school, but then I come home for the holidays and I'm surrounded by turkey and mashed potatoes...and cookies...and pecan pie....and Christmas candy. Oh. Dear. Gosh. Yummy delicious holiday foods I will not let you get the best of me!
So here are my vows for a healthier, more fit Spring 2011 semester:
1. Eat good foods (and by this I mean healthier foods, not more cupcakes). The less sweets the better (ugh, so tough). Limit my intake of fatty foods. Stop freaking snacking all the time. Drink more water than I ever thought was possible in a day. Make better choices in the dining hall.
2. Do more yoga. I LOVE yoga. I am a serious yogi in the summer when I have time to go to classes and actually work out, but during the school year I slack hard core. I told myself last summer that I was going to get up every morning and do yoga...did that happen? Nope. When I get back to school, I WILL take my yoga mat out of my closet, pop in a yoga DVD, and work out at least three or four times a week (this will most likely be by force). Plus, I just signed myself up for a 21 day yoga challenge with Yoga Journal online. And it begins tomorrow. I am crazy.
That's as far as I got in my plans; it isn't much, but it's a start. And now it's in writing, so I feel a bit more obligated to actually do it. Updates on the yoga challenge to come (if it doesn't kill me first...which it just might).
07 January 2011
i love visits
I just spent a wonderful three days with my boyfriend. We went on a date the first night to our favorite restaurant (Big Bowl - literally the best stir fry in the whole world) and then got cupcakes at this cute little bakery in Reston Town Center. I picked out chocolate oreo and he picked out chocolate filled with caramel. We spent the rest of the night cuddling on the couch, too full to eat our cupcakes (don't worry we split them later!).
The next day we got up (this meaning I got up and practically had to drag him out of his bed) and went to DC for the day. We rode the metro in, giving us plenty of time to fantasize about the future of living in a big city with high profile jobs. Then we headed to 9th Street to the Spy Museum. We spent the afternoon reading, learning and goofing off. Matt decided it would be a good idea to top off the adventure with Starbucks - my thoughts exactly.
We spent that night playing board games with my family and one of our best friends. And it was seriously so fun! We played Last Word; it was crazy, loud, and full of laughs...the perfect combination. His last day here we spent relaxing. In honor of the previous night, we played countless rounds of Skip Bo and Yahtzee. (By the way, I am the ultimate winner!) We talked, cuddled, and spent quality time just the two of us (he even watched a chick flick with me). And it was perfect.
Being together after being separated for a long time really makes me realize all the little things I love about dating him:
I love the way he holds me - he is almost a foot taller than me and I fit perfectly wrapped up in his arms.
I love how he knows how I truly feel without having to ask me. And how he knows when I am hiding from it.
I love that he is so patient with me, especially when I wake up him up with my morning person excitement.
I love how I can talk to him about anything and everything. I have no secrets, I promise.
I love how we laugh together.
I love when he kisses me on the cheek or forehead even when I don't ask.
I love that he thinks I am beautiful and how tells me so. It is because he thinks I am beautiful that I begin to believe it myself.
The next day we got up (this meaning I got up and practically had to drag him out of his bed) and went to DC for the day. We rode the metro in, giving us plenty of time to fantasize about the future of living in a big city with high profile jobs. Then we headed to 9th Street to the Spy Museum. We spent the afternoon reading, learning and goofing off. Matt decided it would be a good idea to top off the adventure with Starbucks - my thoughts exactly.
We spent that night playing board games with my family and one of our best friends. And it was seriously so fun! We played Last Word; it was crazy, loud, and full of laughs...the perfect combination. His last day here we spent relaxing. In honor of the previous night, we played countless rounds of Skip Bo and Yahtzee. (By the way, I am the ultimate winner!) We talked, cuddled, and spent quality time just the two of us (he even watched a chick flick with me). And it was perfect.
Being together after being separated for a long time really makes me realize all the little things I love about dating him:
I love the way he holds me - he is almost a foot taller than me and I fit perfectly wrapped up in his arms.
I love how he knows how I truly feel without having to ask me. And how he knows when I am hiding from it.
I love that he is so patient with me, especially when I wake up him up with my morning person excitement.
I love how I can talk to him about anything and everything. I have no secrets, I promise.
I love how we laugh together.
I love when he kisses me on the cheek or forehead even when I don't ask.
I love that he thinks I am beautiful and how tells me so. It is because he thinks I am beautiful that I begin to believe it myself.
So here it is - true love at its finest:
04 January 2011
dayzzz
This is how you know it's going to be a bad day:
1. You wake up with a cat butt in your face.
2. You turn on the shower and realize two minutes later that the shower head was facing out of the shower so now your entire bathroom is soaking wet. And you have to mop it up with the towel you needed to dry off; plus you don't have your contacts in.
3. You have to go to work in three hours.
4. You drop your headphones into your coffee mug. And still drink the rest of the coffee.
This is how you know it's going to be a better day:
1. Your dad tells you people are ass holes and you can't let their actions dictate how you feel. (This is mostly in response to my terrible shopping adventure yesterday but I feel it can roughly fit any situation.)
2. You cry a little bit.
3. You read. Right now its 1984 - living what Orwell writes is way worse than my rough morning.
4. You realize the love of your life is coming to visit tomorrow (giddiness times a thousand here).
5. You go into work and tons of cute little babies come into the store.
So was today a good day? Or a bad day? Either way, it's almost over and tomorrow is a fresh start...and I can't wait for that. (Plus, boyfriend will be here...yay!)
1. You wake up with a cat butt in your face.
2. You turn on the shower and realize two minutes later that the shower head was facing out of the shower so now your entire bathroom is soaking wet. And you have to mop it up with the towel you needed to dry off; plus you don't have your contacts in.
3. You have to go to work in three hours.
4. You drop your headphones into your coffee mug. And still drink the rest of the coffee.
This is how you know it's going to be a better day:
1. Your dad tells you people are ass holes and you can't let their actions dictate how you feel. (This is mostly in response to my terrible shopping adventure yesterday but I feel it can roughly fit any situation.)
2. You cry a little bit.
3. You read. Right now its 1984 - living what Orwell writes is way worse than my rough morning.
4. You realize the love of your life is coming to visit tomorrow (giddiness times a thousand here).
5. You go into work and tons of cute little babies come into the store.
So was today a good day? Or a bad day? Either way, it's almost over and tomorrow is a fresh start...and I can't wait for that. (Plus, boyfriend will be here...yay!)
03 January 2011
good morning
My favorite time of the day is morning. I love getting up early and having time to enjoy the peace of it. Everything is still and quiet; nothing has been corrupted by the day. I like being able to make a good breakfast and savor my cup of coffee until the very last drop. I love having time to get ready for the day - picking out a cute outfit instead of throwing on a t-shirt, doing my hair and putting on my make up.
Morning is my time. I'm not rushing around to my classes, I'm not worried about deadlines and papers and homework; everything is calm and I am in control. It's the perfect time to re-center myself and prepare for what is in store for me that day.
I think my theory is that if my morning goes perfectly, the rest of my day will too.
Favorite song to listen to in the morning: Rogue Wave's "Eyes" - simple, calm, perfect.
Morning is my time. I'm not rushing around to my classes, I'm not worried about deadlines and papers and homework; everything is calm and I am in control. It's the perfect time to re-center myself and prepare for what is in store for me that day.
I think my theory is that if my morning goes perfectly, the rest of my day will too.
Favorite song to listen to in the morning: Rogue Wave's "Eyes" - simple, calm, perfect.
01 January 2011
happy new year
It's a new year. Here are my thoughts:
- I rung in the new year on my couch with my mom. I was super sour about this. I mean, I love my mom and I love hanging out with her but I wanted to go out and dress up and drink champagne and kiss my boyfriend at midnight. So I spent most of the night wallowing in my self pity (terrible!). We went to bed literally at 12:10; the ball dropped, we said happy new year and then turned out the lights. Is bringing in the new year in a poor mood a bad omen for the year to come?
- Shopping is my favorite thing ever. What an expensive hobby (this kills me, seriously). I spent new years day in Leesburg with my mom and sister going in cute little boutiques and antique stores. I am obsessed with anything homemade and super crafty/adorable.
- I didn't make a new years resolution. Bad? Good? I am honestly indifferent about the whole thing. Don't get me wrong, I kept trying to think of a really great resolution but everything I came up with seemed...I don't know...old? I thought of past new years' resolutions and I always seem so excited about it but then it wares off. So, what's the point?
- Nail polish. This morning I painted my fingernails the most obnoxious shade of lightish purple...and I absolutely love it. I have a huge jar filled with OPI nail polishes in all sorts of shades and colors, plus the five more I got for Christmas. My nails make a statement - the brighter, the better.
Happy 2011. I hope that God has big plans for me this year; ones that involve love and prosperity and hope. And I hope that I am blessed with the patience and strength to get through the tough ones too.
peace out 2010.
- I rung in the new year on my couch with my mom. I was super sour about this. I mean, I love my mom and I love hanging out with her but I wanted to go out and dress up and drink champagne and kiss my boyfriend at midnight. So I spent most of the night wallowing in my self pity (terrible!). We went to bed literally at 12:10; the ball dropped, we said happy new year and then turned out the lights. Is bringing in the new year in a poor mood a bad omen for the year to come?
- Shopping is my favorite thing ever. What an expensive hobby (this kills me, seriously). I spent new years day in Leesburg with my mom and sister going in cute little boutiques and antique stores. I am obsessed with anything homemade and super crafty/adorable.
- I didn't make a new years resolution. Bad? Good? I am honestly indifferent about the whole thing. Don't get me wrong, I kept trying to think of a really great resolution but everything I came up with seemed...I don't know...old? I thought of past new years' resolutions and I always seem so excited about it but then it wares off. So, what's the point?
- Nail polish. This morning I painted my fingernails the most obnoxious shade of lightish purple...and I absolutely love it. I have a huge jar filled with OPI nail polishes in all sorts of shades and colors, plus the five more I got for Christmas. My nails make a statement - the brighter, the better.
Happy 2011. I hope that God has big plans for me this year; ones that involve love and prosperity and hope. And I hope that I am blessed with the patience and strength to get through the tough ones too.
peace out 2010.
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